Grow

I am earthed.

In a good way.

Grounded.

Not buried.

From down here,

I can inhale the ground

and let it surround my limbs

and dig my roots deep in the soft.

I find a power there,

a gentle power,

as I push the earth aside

to make room for me.

I crack upright and into place,

I let her embrace my feet and support my weight

as I tower straight up

and bear sweet fruits,

that we made together.

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